Love Has the Best Intentions
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Everywhere, every day, love is demonstrated. Love may have unexpected consequences but love always has the best intentions.
Christine Arness
Lori Ness wrote her first novel when she ran out of books that she liked to read. Rosemary for Remembrance, published by Harper Paperbacks under the pseudonym Christine Arness, was nominated for a Romantic Times Award for Best Contemporary Romantic Novel. Her second book, Wedding Chimes, Assorted Crimes, was a hardcover published by Five Star. Lori has also published numerous articles, short stories, newspaper articles and essays.
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Love Has the Best Intentions - Christine Arness
Love Has The Best Intentions
by Christine Arness
Published by
Satin Romance
An Imprint of Melange Books, LLC
White Bear Lake, MN 55110
www.satinromance.com
Love Has the Best Intentions, Copyright 2015 Christine Arness
ISBN: 978-1-68046-043-8
Names, characters, and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author or the publisher. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.
Published in the United States of America.
Cover Design by Angela Archer
Dedicated to my editor, Nancy Schumacher, and to my writing friends at Northern Lights Writers. You’re the best at what you do, all of you. I’m so happy to have such a talented group of friends and fellow writers.
Love Has The Best Intentions
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Puppies from Heaven
My life changed, irrevocably, when she rang the doorbell. I was out and Burt, my tenant, has been known to snore through tornados, garbage truck collisions, and Mrs. Barnstable’s practice sessions for her opera lessons. But as an EMT working the midnight shift, he’s conditioned to always respond to bells.
Fate could have been thwarted by some incisive questioning when Burt brought up his angelic visitation, but I decided to be humorous instead. Describe this celestial being.
She had glossy black hair and the most heavenly blue eyes,
he murmured dreamily.
And what did our special visitor want?
Convinced Burt was pulling my leg, I played along.
She had a clipboard. I remember signing a paper.
No doubt you ordered angel hair pasta, Girl Scout cookies or something equally divine. Face it, pal, you dreamed up your dream girl.
Burt frowned. But I can still see that angelic smile ...
The nape of my neck prickled, but as a graphic artist/painter, I have enough daydreams without analyzing Burt’s. Original Harrisons were beginning to shuffle out of the gallery which displays my work and a fall showing had been scheduled. My ambition is to become self-supporting with my brush, even if it means living in a tent.
No danger of that at the moment, however. I own a brownstone in a Chicago suburb, a gift from my parents upon their migration to Florida. Burt rents the upstairs; we share kitchen privileges. For me, the main attraction spans the back of the house, a sunroom with marvelous eastern lighting, which faces a yard enclosed by a box hedge that’s murder to keep properly trimmed.
Mrs. Barnstable occupies the house to the right. After Mr. B’s demise, his widow broadened her horizons in all directions, with opera lessons, learning to quilt, and ballroom dancing, among other pursuits.
My neighbors on the left had sold their house and moved out weeks ago. I was yet to meet the new owner as I spent every spare moment, when I wasn’t working as a freelance graphic artist, preparing for my fall show titled City Glimpses
. My newest effort featured a wizened vendor at Wrigley Field. Using a zoom lens effect, I had focused attention on gnarled hands clutching peanut bags with the background blurred into a collage of Cub caps.
Nearly a month after Burt’s visitation
, I was back in my studio. The sunroom’s placement and the hedges filtered out most street noises, so I was startled to hear a bark. A glance at the yard revealed only a carpet of rippling green velvet, but the yap was repeated.
Convinced I had a trespasser, I jammed my brush into a jar and stalked outside. Standing in ankle-high grass, I surveyed the yard and felt foolish. The phantom dog remained invisible; the breeze tickled my face, scented with Mrs. Barnstable’s roses. Another yip! Pasting a fresh frown on my face, I strode over to demand that my new neighbors keep their puppy quiet.
I thrust my scowling features over the hedge, pricking the underside of my jaw as my mouth dropped open. A girl sat upon the grass surrounded by what appeared to be rejects from the cast of 101 Dalmations. A noisy dispute suddenly erupted between a white mop and a black mop over a plastic carrot.
Play with your own toy.
The girl extended a ring to the black mop.
Is your Mom or Dad home?
The girl rose. Hair as glossy and black as a raven’s wing (excuse the artistic license) swirled around a tanned cheek.
You must be Harrison. I’ve met Burt.
Her smile forgave me for mistaking her for a child. I’m Fiona Flynn.
Pride being a besetting sin of mine, I resented that grin. Well, Ms. Flynn, keep your yapping brats quiet. I’m trying to concentrate.
Her smile faded. These brats are my clients and this is exercise period.
My turn to yelp.
She looked puzzled. If you had any objections to a puppy day care center, you should have spoken up earlier.
Earlier? This is the first I’ve heard of this insanity!
Working people don’t have time to raise or train a puppy. I provide a vital service for them.
I felt my whole body swell with anger. It may be necessary, but I don’t want it next door.
Suddenly noticing her absence, the crew stopped squabbling. They milled and whined until White Mop spotted Fiona and led the pack over to her. The yipping chorus broke out again; the pups were as glad to see her as kids who’d lost sight of their mom in a crowded store.
Fiona’s lips moved, but I couldn’t hear her over the din. She put her mouth near my ear and a tingle zinged down my spine. I did bring this issue up already with the neighbors. Burt signed the petition for my home business permit!
But he had no right—
Heavenly blue eyes. Burt’s angel! Was his hair sticking up and was he extremely agreeable?
He was very polite.
Unlike you, her frown implied.
A document signed by a sleepwalker won’t stand up in court. Besides, he’s only a tenant.
Burt was asleep?
Fiona laughed, a chime of celestial bells. Nice try, but you’ll have to think of something else. I’ve spent too much money buying and converting this place.
I refuse to live next door to a nursery!
My shout silenced the clamoring horde.
Good luck finding a new place,
Fiona said, giving me a sweetly triumphant smile. Come, children, nap time!
Round one to Fiona. The pack didn’t watch my dignified retreat, instead they chose to waddle after their favorite person.
I didn’t have the cash or the stomach for hiring an attorney, so after a cooling off period, I resolved to try to get along and make the best of the situation. But Fiona and her flea circus did their best to make their presence felt. I struggled to complete The Vendor
but it was always feeding time, play-time, or just plain noise time next door.
Each morning, relays of cars brought the pooches while I hovered by my front window, drinking coffee and glaring. The regulars soon became familiar and, if pressed, I’d have to admit a liking for a perky terrier with a wiry salt and pepper coat.
Once having made a stand, however, I determined not to back down, no matter how lonely my perch. My sense of isolation was heightened when Mrs. Barnstable had Burt and I over for supper and I had to listen to a bass and contralto duet singing Fiona’s praises.
While passing out napkins folded into swans, my hostess divulged that Fiona had left veterinary college to care for her dying mother, had never married, and adored children.
All right, she’s a saint. An angel!
I sent a sour look in Burt’s direction. But I doubt whether she can make a living babysitting mutts.
She charges $80-$120 per week per pup, Harrison, depending upon the training package.
I drew a mental sketch of the group and counted wet noses. She’s got at least twelve dogs—probably a grand a week! It took me over a year to sell $1,000 worth of paintings!
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